Cancer King

Cancer King

Cole
It was a gross misunderstanding of how disgusted I was...  It just didn't seem to understand that I was all alone.  Not figuratively nor was it something metaphorical and ethereal...  I was simply without companion in my own little world.  The place is completely absent of all life and sound.  You'll not see a drop of color here.  The outer layers are painted and pretty, whilst the innards are decrepit and oozing with an inky black substance.  All i can do is stand in the middle of this field of sepia and death.  Cancerous and seemingly infectious, it spreads from man to man and woman to woman.  It locks them away like little porcelain dolls.  Their faces never move and all you see is a sugar coated, media safe mask.  Its a little touch of fear and it tastes like a dash of doubt.  A black inky feeling, that seeps into your skin and stains you forever.  These things are memories, memories that drag us to hell and back.  Things that make us cringe when we smell a certain scent, something touches our cheek in a soft way... it creeps up on us and eventually takes us whole.  Its easy for them to overtake us and even easier for them to manipulate us.  

But the thing had no evidence of a cognitive mind, only quoting me the laws and regulations set down to enslave the strong of mind and able bodied.  Its face was veiled in a shimmering black veil.  The veil's name was deceit.  The simple fact that every time the thing would breathe, deceit would puff out a little and I could see a little of the thing disturbed me... It was a beautiful thing, a thing that could probably keep me safe for the rest of my life.  Something that would keep me grounded and guarantee my safety....  The more and more deceit lifted...  The thing became more and more visible... It was a simple thing.  A candy coated lie.  Something I could probably live on for the rest of my life.  The Lie breathed a little more heavily on me.  Then deceit brushed my face and made me shiver.  I was absolutely entranced.  Affixed to its eyes.  An unbreakable stare that hooked my soul and brought me in.  Told me it would be alright...  Somehow... Someone else caught my eye.  A glint of gold in the distance.  Slowly she came near to me.  She nearly passed me by.  Desperate for some other confection, I reached out as far as I could for her hand.  She smiled at me wearily and reached for my hand.  Deceit was just beginning to dig itself into my soul for good, but she used what little strength she had to pull me away and into a world.  A real one. One I could really touch.  

Fantastical, amazing, ephemeral... No other words might explain the feeling of being swept away by this girl...  

(to be continued)